When I was seven years old, everyone in our neighborhood in Austin was my most… She knew I was a stubborn girl.
I was stubborn because one day I stood in the middle of the courtyard of our apartment complex, with tears and snot all over my face, pointing at my neighbor who was ten years older than me, shouting loudly in front of all the adults who had gathered around to watch the scene unfold.
“I will marry Connor when I grow up! I will not marry anyone else!” I yelled with absolute determination, as if I was making the most serious promise of my entire life.
The entire neighborhood burst into uncontrollable laughter, and some of the adults even had to wipe tears from their eyes because they found my childish declaration so amusing and dramatic.
My mother, both embarrassed and furious at the same time, quickly grabbed me by the ear and dragged me back inside our apartment while scolding me under her breath for saying such ridiculous things in front of everyone.
Connor, on the other hand, turned completely red all the way up to his ears, and he simply stood there awkwardly without knowing what to say or how to react to my unexpected confession.